Cephy (cephy) wrote in kinkfest, @ 2008-03-08 07:40:00 |
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There's no such things as ghosts, they told him. There are no monsters under the bed. Go to sleep, go to sleep--
But in the night when things moved in the corners of the room, he knew better. When he felt the puff of breath on the back of his neck, when he put his foot on the floor and felt the brush of something reaching before he managed to pull away.
When he looked into the mirror and saw the shadows of vines on his own face, crawling and spreading like the seed of madness, and the legions of empty faces gathered behind him in reflection, he knew better.
He closed his eyes before turning away-- if I can't see them, they're not there-- and made his way across the room by memory, pulling his feet up quickly under the blankets. Opening his eyes only when they were safely turned to the dark softness of the pillow and the sheet and the corner of skin between neck and shoulder.
"Whass?" a muffled voice, a snuffle, and then movement as that corner of skin shifted. "'kai? Wha's wrong?"
"Nothing," he said, and told himself he imagined the burr in his own voice, the growl beneath the surface. There's no such things as monsters.
"Mph." An arm settled across him, warm and heavy. "Go to sleep," Gojyo muttered vaguely before his breathing evened.
Hakkai stared-- pillow, sheet, skin-- and wondered if he were to look, would the other side of the bed be filled with Gojyo's mother, his brother, the nameless women--
No such things as ghosts.
Would the shadows be on his skin, too, clear as blood in the moonlight, if he were to lift his head--
No such things as monsters.
Hakkai let his fingers inch down, touch and trace scar tissue; let himself wonder if he were to open it up again would he bleed red or would the shadows come out instead? Split the skin, shed the human shell, let the inside out--
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
Hakkai closed his eyes.